Текст песни Хворостовский Дмитрий - Ты проходишь без улыбки...

You pass without a smile,
Lower lashes
And in the darkness of the cathedral
Golden domes.

As your face looks like
On the evening of the Virgin,
Is lowered eyelashes,
Disappears in the mist ...

But with you is curly
A gentle boy in the white hat
You're the handle,
Do not give it to fall.

I stand in the shadow of the portal,
Where the wind blows sharp,
Veiled tears
Eyestrain.

I suddenly want to go
And exclaim: & quot; Our Lady!
What in my black city
You brought Baby? & Quot;

But the language is powerless to cry.
You pass. Thee
Above the sacred footprints
Rest blue gloom.
And I look, remembering,
As lowered eyelashes,
How's your boy in the white hat
He smiled at you.

   October 29, 1905